Waking Up In Vegas

I woke up in an unfamiliar room. It was huge and airy, definitely not the room I was sharing with my friend's little sister while in Vegas for the weekend. Sitting up slightly, my head hurt like crazy... shoot, must have a crazy hangover. What the hell happened last night?
Looking around the room I noticed a very tanned gentleman in the bed next to me. Oh shit! Did I... Yup, I'm not wearing any clothes, I definitely did. Classy Jess...
Quietly I slipped out of the bed, hoping not to wake up whoever it was. I really didn't want to know, better to just forget it and move on. Quickly I grabbed my things, slipping my clothes from the night before back on as fast as I could. Better a walk of shame than figuring out what the hell was going on, and I was sure that my friends were wondering where I'd gotten to.
Just as I was about to leave I noticed two peculiar things. First, the strange silver band on the third finger of my left hand. Second, the crumpled up piece of paper on the bureau,...